Witch containment diary

Bakubo used all his strength to push against the shoji door and push it open, making it easier for them to get out. Zhang Su picked up Hongyan Bodhisattva and took him to Zaosui's canteen on the same floor.

"Zao Sui... It's already evening, haven't you come to guard the canteen yet? What are you doing?" Zhang Su looked around, wondering where Zaosui was.

He took preserved fruits, melon seeds, beef jerky and shredded squid from the shelves and opened them one by one, and the aroma slowly rose.

Perhaps because of the scent, Hong Yan's body twitched slightly and regained his energy a little.

"It's not okay to faint from hunger. Is the game world really too interesting for a Bodhisattva?" Zhang Su talked to Hongyan, but she remained motionless. He patiently fed Hongyan food.

"Chew, chew, chew..." Hongyan instinctively swallowed whatever was put in her mouth.

Zhazhu stood under the counter, raised his head and opened his mouth to Zhang Su, pointed at his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, and then touched his belly.

"Here you go." Zhang Su put a piece of sweet strawberry-flavored sandwich biscuit into the fried mouth.

Close your mouth, crush the biscuits one by one and eat them.

"Dad." Zhidao said happily.

"Here we go again, being a cheap dad will shorten his life." Zhang Su put Hongyan on a cushioned chair, which was usually the most comfortable position for Zaosui. She would lie down and fan herself with a swinging fan.

"Dad!" Zhazhao followed behind Zhang Su.

It seems that he likes to follow him... Zhang Su breathed a sigh of relief.

Forget it, she is just a little kid after all, I will teach her more things when she grows up.

Zhang Su fed Hong Yan eight-treasure porridge and wiped the saliva and food residue from the corners of her mouth with a tissue.

Soon, Hongyan seemed to be fully charged, and his two eyes began to glow.

"Resurrection! Resurrection!" Hongyan straightened his body.

"The Red Flame Bodhisattva must have stayed in front of the computer 24 hours a day yesterday. He was doing intense calculations and responding to wishes without eating, taking a shower, or going to the toilet. In the end, he collapsed in front of the computer desk. This is not acceptable. "Zhang Su said.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch."

"Being addicted to games will lead to this. Zhazhuang, you can't imitate her." Zhang Su told Zhazhuang.

"Yeah!" Zhazhu learned.

"Uh-huh -" Hongyan pressed his forehead.

"Are you feeling better?" Zhang Su looked at him, "The Red Flame Bodhisattva is the backbone of our Anxin Academy and cannot fall down at will."

"It's all about the orange rice cake." Hong Yan jumped down from the chair and thought seriously.

"What happened to the orange rice cake?" Zhang Su was curious.

"Let's officially make orange rice cakes. Everyone needs to help. The annual orange rice cake festival is about to be held." Hongyan waved.

"I can't imagine the connection between the orange rice cake and your fainting..." Zhang Su shook his head.

"Because orange rice cake is a unique food, it is ten thousand times more nutritious. You don't have to eat for a long time after eating it. If Bodhisattva, I had taken a bite of orange rice cake earlier, I would not have fainted in the computer room, but could play video games endlessly." Yeah!" Hongyan was very excited.

"I see, that sounds pretty impressive. It seems to be very strategic." Only now did Zhang Su know the power of orange rice cake.

"Not only that, after eating it, you will become smarter, luckier, stronger, handsomer and more beautiful, your magic power will be upgraded, and all kinds of good things will come one after another. Everyone loves orange rice cakes!"

"Orange rice cake sounds like a great thing, but why don't witches in the spiritual world like it?" Zhang Su asked.

"I'm tired of eating orange rice cakes for three hundred years. All the witches say that Hong Yan is a fool. I hate Bodhisattva and I can't make other rice cakes. You won't be as ungrateful as them." Hong Yan looked at Zhang expectantly. Sober.

"We died of old age long before that." Zhang Su said.

"That's right. Your life span is too short! So you won't get tired of eating orange rice cakes. Well, then, I will prepare for the electric marathon challenge in the next half year. All the orange trees within a hundred miles are in trouble." Hongyan held up his hands. Akimbo.

"All the orange trees within a hundred miles... do you need so many oranges? Or do you want to make a lot of orange rice cakes?" Zhang Su was surprised.

"What is concentrated is the essence. Bodhisattva, I am going to check the quality of the orange trees nearby. The orange trees in the garden should also come in handy. You can also shop online and search for oranges from all over the world." Hongyan became excited. , ran out happily, ready to complete her orange mission.

"Wait a minute," Zhang Su stopped Hongyan, "there is one more thing I have to entrust to the Bodhisattva. I would like to trouble the Bodhisattva to stay in Anxinyuan for two days."

"Oh." Hongyan trusted Zhang Su and didn't ask what was going on. She turned around and saw Zhazhao, and her eyes lit up, "Hey, new little one, how do you like it?"

"..." Zhaobo hid behind Zhang Su and stuck out half of his head.

"Come and learn how to play video games with Bodhisattva. We can play a double roller coaster together." Hong Yan walked over.

"It'll take a few days." Zhang Su picked up Zhazhao, "She hasn't had her first class yet."

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The next day, Zhang Su took Zhizhang to her first class.

"Okay, today is the first time class for new classmate Zhabang. Everyone already knows her." Zhang Su introduced Zhabang.

"..." Zhazhao bowed slightly to everyone.

"Find a seat and sit down. This is a place called a classroom. The main activity is to study with everyone." Zhang Su introduced.

He walked forward, looking left and right, looking for a seat.

"Come to me~" Yuan Zhi invited Fang Zhi.

"Blowing..." Komurohua liked blowing very much, but was embarrassed to say it, so he just turned his face in her direction, hoping that she would look at him.

"Dah-dah-dah-dah." Natsuki talked to Zhazhaotong in childish language.

"Huh..." Zao Sui yawned. Yesterday, she and Sui Ying had a rock-paper-scissors confrontation until early in the morning with no outcome, and now she didn't know if she wanted to play with Zhi Zhi.

Zhizhao jumped forward, sat next to Natsuki, and swung his calves.

"I'm finally not the youngest person anymore." Natsuki was super happy.

"It's warm..." Zhizhang felt that there was a glow around Natsuki.

"The theme of our class today is 'Our New Dormitory'." Zhang Su introduced.

He looked down at the children sitting at their desks, his body casting long shadows on the wooden floor.

"New dormitory?" Zaho was no longer sleepy.

"As you know, the school building is quite old and dilapidated, but now it's time for renovation, and it will be renovated soon. So, your homework is to think about it and talk about it, what does your ideal dormitory look like?" Zhang Su introduced.

Lian Yang nodded seriously, already considering various ideas. Natsuki and the others were a little uncertain and fidgeted in their seats.

Arranging tasks in different levels, Zhang Su asked Lian Yang and Shi Hua to briefly share their thoughts and train their language expression skills. Children can share their ideas through drawing and simple discussions.

"Hoho, there are rockets in the dormitory, it's invincible." Hayho drew an ideal school building on the paper, with a rocket aimed at New Tokyo. After attending classes during the day, he would take the rocket to New Tokyo at night to have fun. She leaned back in her chair, put her feet up on the desk, and twirled her hair while daydreaming.

"Flowers will make the dormitory very beautiful. Put vases in the lounge and plants that make you happy when you smell them on the windows..." Yuanzhi carefully planned the home of catnip.

"I want independent beds and bed curtains. After all, everyone grows up day by day and gradually has their own privacy." Lian Yang wrote down her thoughts.

Zhazhuang looked at the white paper on the table, motionless and without any ideas.

"Bangbang, paint!" Xia Xi opened the paint box, scribbled on the white paper, and splashed paint.

"..." Zhazhao turned to look at Xia Xi.

"Teacher Reina teaches us painting every day, and now I teach you how to paint." Natsuki was very happy, "This is a circle, this is a dot, this is red, this is white!"

"..." Zhaofang's eyes returned to her white paper.

She noticed that Shihua could draw without eyes, as if he had kept the essence of the painting in his mind beforehand, and then reproduced it on the paper from memory.

Shihua tried to draw her ideal resting place. She just wanted a mat on a tatami with a big, thick quilt, so it would be warmer. Don’t use a bed frame as it will cause you to fall when you move it up or down.

Compared with her mother, Shihua prefers to sit together under the big quilt with everyone. It is so warm and happy.

"..." Zhibo walked up to Shihua, and the puppy Pepper shook Zhibo's hand, and then nuzzled Shihua to indicate that someone was coming next to him.

"Is it bombing?" Shi Hua turned around, "I...can I touch you?"

"..." Zhazhuo approached Shihua. Shihua took courage and touched Zhazhuang lightly. He found that she was very short, so he started from the shoulders, then her neck and face.

The human face is symmetrical, so only half of it is enough. Shihua touched it and quickly sketched out the appearance of Fangbang in his mind. Shihua smiled, he looked very cute.

"Thank you." Shihua was polite and quickly took back his hand, "I'm glad to be your friend. Can we be friends?"

"..." Zhafang looked at Shihua's painting carefully, but didn't respond. Then he returned to his blank paper and began to draw her ideal place to live.

"Let King Hayho come and take a look." Hayho went over to look at other people's paintings and was about to laugh loudly, "Natsuki is wasting paint again."

"This is my dormitory." Xia Xi was angry.

"This is Natsuki's colorful HOS house, as beautiful as a rainbow." Zhang Su supported Natsuki.

Fangfang started to draw. She could only draw a stick figure, a circle and a thin black body. She drew a very tall guy with almost giant proportions, followed by seven little ones next to him, and finally drew a roof-like structure on top.

"Do we all live together? We will be happy this way...at least we have company and we are not afraid of wind and rain..." Zhang Su looked at the paintings that were blown up.

"Yeah! It's really fun for everyone to sleep together." It was rare that Saho didn't argue or raise any objections.

"I feel happy just being around Natsuki..." Yuori sighed.

"Isn't it hot for you in the summer? I almost want to throw Natsuki out." Saho said.

"Haohui, we would rather throw you out than give up on Natsuki." Reio said.

"Uh ah, the disgust from my senior sister...what else can I, Saho, look like in the world..." Saho looked bitter, and Reio just chuckled in response.

"In general, we need partitions, colors, brand-new bedding, independent tables and chairs, lockers, bed curtains, beds, a large tatami, and a separate bathroom...at least it can't be as shabby as a college student. "Lianyang summarized everyone's opinions.

"We won't bother everyone to sleep on the ground tonight. We will spend the whole night renovating it." Zhang Su said firmly.

"New dormitory, so fast! Dasu, please wait a little longer, I was careless before." Saho's eyes lit up, she sat back in her seat, and added a few more cannons to the plan of the dormitory.